[Chapter 157] A day when flower petals rain down

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A month passed quickly.

Although there wasn't much to prepare for the wedding, there were still many things to take care of, so Bianca stayed in the capital to look after me.

Bianca, along with Empress Grace, took charge of the wedding decorations.

Blier and Bianca became very close while preparing for my wedding.

"It's strange, but my cheeks tingle whenever I see Bianca. Is this what family love is like?"

Bianca and I met eyes at the same time. Bianca smiled awkwardly and said she had to go see about the carriage.

"...You're beautiful, Rien. Maybe it's because you look just like me."

I smiled quietly at Blier's words.

Madame Leblère created a wonderful dress by adding my opinion to the dress that Roardnes had ordered.

In her words, it was the "simplest yet most luxurious, classic yet modern" dress. I'm not sure if such a design is possible, but whatever.

I was so beautiful that even I was amazed when I was dressed up with the help of Madame Leblère's staff and Noura.

I could faintly hear the cheers of the people from a distance, a little away from the tent where I was waiting.

"Rien."

"Yes."

"The Crown Prince will take good care of you, but still..."

Blier gently placed her hand on the top of my head, careful not to mess up my beautifully styled hair.

Even though we were born on the same day, Blier sometimes acted like she was seven or eight years older than me.

"If he makes you cry, tell me. I'll pretend to be you and smack that shiny head of his. You know I'm strong, right?"

It was Blier who made me cry.

Whenever Blier acted like this, I felt like I was being compensated for the somewhat lonely childhood I had due to my mother's absence.

"Yes."

I nodded silently and smiled.

Boo woo woo-!

The conch shell sounded so loud that my ears were numb.

It was finally the sound of the beginning of Roardnes' coronation as Crown Prince and our wedding.

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The central plaza where the saint's enthronement ceremony and execution ceremony were held simultaneously.

A blue carpet was laid from there to the main gate of the imperial palace far away.

Unlike the usual royal wedding held in the Great Temple.

"So, is this the Crown Prince's inauguration ceremony, or the Crown Princess' enthronement ceremony? Is this really a wedding?"

"It's a bit of both."

The nobles gathered in the central plaza and prepared to join the procession.

Since it was an unprecedented large-scale event, the place where they sat was not a specially prepared seat but an open-top carriage.

The new Crown Prince and Princess would meet in the beautifully decorated central plaza, ride together in an open-top carriage, followed by the nobles' carriages.

In other words, all the nobles were to be extras at today's wedding. The hundreds of thousands of people gathered in the plaza would be the guests.

"There are various ways to make us obey. They skipped the Crown Prince's inauguration ceremony, and then when the marriage with the Grand Duchess who became a saint was confirmed, they hastily held such a grand wedding. Isn't it just a show to the entire empire of their union with a saint who received a prophecy, in order to finally eliminate the last bit of dissatisfaction?"

"Oh my. Are you saying that because your daughter couldn't become the Crown Princess?"

"No! The Crown Prince's womanizing was famous even before. He was known as a playboy, so I couldn't put my precious daughter in such a position."

"I see. But is it really a political marriage?"

With the meaningful voice of the old lady as the last, the nobles who had been murmuring suddenly became quiet.

It was because Crown Prince Roardnes had come out of the tent draped with beautiful curtains.

The nobles, who had their mouths shut, momentarily lost their words as they saw Roardnes, who was dressed more splendidly than ever before.

Their new Crown Prince was the perfect embodiment of a beautiful creation of God, with no trace of the momentum that had previously driven the western region into a state of ruin.

What was even more impressive was the spring breeze that permeated his usually arrogant face.

"...Even though he was a womanizer. Since this is his first marriage, it's understandable that he's nervous. The Grand Duchess is a great beauty, so it's understandable for him to have such an expression."

The noblewoman who had been grumbling since earlier mumbled blankly. It was the first time she had seen a Crown Prince with such a face, so she unconsciously made such excuses.

That was when.

The conch shell sounded three times, and cheers poured out from afar like waves.

It was the sound of the bride's flower carriage coming in from the edge of the plaza.

The top of the white carriage, which was slowly coming down a road decorated with all kinds of flowers, escorted by the first imperial knights and the holy knights, began to appear.

When the carriage finally stopped at the starting point of the blue carpet, and Crown Prince Roardnes strode over there to open the carriage door.

A sudden silence enveloped the space as if cold water had been poured over it.

And then admiration followed immediately.

"Ah!"

"Wow!"

Exclamations poured out as they saw the bride preparing to get out of the huge carriage.

Crown Princess Adriene, who was once famous for her fragile body, was full of vitality even from a distance.

"Is she really the one who was married once?"

Her golden hair, shining brighter than gold, was tied in half, and the white chiffon ribbon that adorned it stuck out playfully on both sides when viewed from the front.

Every time the long ribbon fluttered in the gentle breeze, it further highlighted Adriene's girlish image.

"She's a complete princess of the East."

Someone casually commented.

The puffy sleeves wrapped around her shoulders like flowers, and the white chiffon that puffed up her skirt was like a white tulip.

Holding a bouquet of colorful and bright flowers, she herself seemed like the most beautiful flower.

"It's a dress that will make that crown shine when you wear the Crown Princess's crown."

The ladies' eyes were busy.

Since Madame Leblère had been openly saying that her muse was the new Crown Princess, that dress was probably her work.

"Look at the Crown Prince."

Before the ceremony began, the people who had been whispering could no longer utter a word about the "political alliance" they had used as an excuse.

It was because of Roardnes, who stiffened and covered his mouth with both hands as soon as Adriene's feet stepped out of the carriage.

The Crown Prince's neck, as graceful as a deer's, was flushed red above the collar of his white robe, and his exposed ears were burning brightly.

He should have reached out first to escort her.

Roardnes was simply overwhelmed, staring at Adriene, his bride for today, unable to move.

His hand, wearing a white glove up to his elbow, flapped helplessly outside the carriage.

After being lost in awe for a while, Roardnes finally escorted his bride and carried her into the beautifully decorated open-top carriage.

Cheers grew louder as the carriage pulled by two white horses began to move slowly.

Flowers rained down from tall buildings.

The beautiful Crown Prince and Princess were a sight to behold, enough to remind people of the prophecy and even create patriotism that didn't exist before.

Roardnes, who was expected to look down at the nobles with an arrogant face, couldn't take his eyes off his bride.

His face was as if he were in heaven where there was no one else but his bride.

Even as flowers rained down and the nobles' carriages followed behind, clapping so hard that their hands might fall off, as his wish was.

On that glorious path that he should have faced the palace, Crown Prince Roardnes only looked at his bride who was waving her hand and hugged his shoulders with a flushed face.

It was a sight they had never seen before.

"Is it... a political marriage?"

"From what I see, it seems like he just found his match. Oh dear, I feel so foolish to have come here, so tense, expecting someone's neck to be chopped off..."

"He seems to be completely smitten."

The tense faces of the nobles gradually relaxed as the Crown Prince and Princess finally arrived in front of the imperial palace, amid a shower of flowers, and stood before the High Priest Teln who was waiting for them on a grand platform.

As High Priest Teln gave his blessing and continued to pour out his homily without stopping, some of them smiled slyly as they saw Roardnes unable to take his eyes off the bride.

Rumors of red-eyed monsters being subdued by a saint and so on. The atmosphere was as peaceful as any other couple's wedding, so much so that such prophecies didn't even come to mind.

There was even a strange feeling that their Crown Prince, who had been an object of fear and awe, could become a better ruler than the current emperor. Never before had the cold, handsome Crown Prince felt so close.

"In the name of the Lord, I bless Adriene Ronta, who has become the Crown Princess from today."

High Priest Teln, on behalf of the imperial family, placed the golden crown of the Crown Princess on Adriene.

Adriene, who knelt down to receive the crown, looked at the Crown Prince's crown placed on a red cushion in front of her with complicated eyes.

Vincenzo, who had been watching silently, immediately helped her.

The nobles who had been watching quietly stirred again.

Usually, during an inauguration ceremony, it was customary for the emperor to place the crown on the Crown Prince, and for the Crown Prince to place the crown on the Crown Princess.

"How could this be..."

"The Crown Princess is going to put the crown on the Crown Prince!"

Adriene, who had not expected it, looked at the splendid crown in front of her with complicated eyes.

But soon, she raised her trembling hand and grasped the nobly sparkling crown.

With the voices of the nobles starting to stir as a background, Roardnes willingly knelt in front of Adriene and clasped his hands.

In the eyes of the people, it seemed perfect to see Adriene, who was wearing the crown placed by the High Priest, 'bestowing' the Crown Prince's crown on Roardnes with the will of God.

As soon as the Crown Prince's crown was placed on Roardnes' head by Crown Princess Adriene, exclamations erupted from the mouths of the people who had gathered like clouds to watch the scene.

No matter what the nobles said. In the eyes of the common people, it only looked like their chosen saint was blessing the Crown Prince.

"Prosperity to Ronta! Glory to the Lord! Loyalty to the Crown Prince!"

"Prosperity to Ronta! Glory to the Lord! Loyalty to the Crown Prince!"

The Emperor and Empress watched from the upper seats.

Adriene met Roardnes' eyes as he slowly got up.

She was finally able to clench her teeth, feeling as if she were dreaming. And the man who had become her husband smiled more charmingly than ever as he stared at her clenched lips.

"Without consulting me..."

"I thought I was going to die from wanting to kiss you as soon as I got out of the carriage."

She couldn't continue to complain.

"Thus, in the name of the Lord, I declare the union of Crown Prince Roardnes and Crown Princess Adriene!"

As soon as High Priest Teln made the proclamation, Roardnes pulled Adriene into his arms.

"Roa..."

"I can't consult you this time either. I told you."

"It's not your fault that you're beautiful."

Adriene was momentarily stunned by the words muttered like a curse.

And without a moment's hesitation.

Their hot lips met.

The crowd's cheers and flower petals poured down like a torrential rain.

Even the royals, who had been watching with their mouths open, could only clap enthusiastically at the momentum.

It was the most splendid and sacred wedding and inauguration ceremony in the history of Ronta.

Due to this historic wedding, the Imperial Daily exceptionally produced a newspaper in the afternoon.

The newspaper, which had carried the title "The Historic or Political Union of the Saint and His Highness the Crown Prince" in the morning, started with the following title in the afternoon after the wedding:

"A Vow of Eternal Love for the Beautiful Crown Prince and Princess"

With a portrait of the Crown Prince and Princess passionately kissing each other, right in front of High Priest Teln who was wiping away his cold sweat in embarrassment.

Translation:

"It's not your fault that you're beautiful."

Adriene was momentarily stunned by the words muttered like a curse.

And without a moment's hesitation.

Their hot lips met.

The crowd's cheers and flower petals poured down like a torrential rain.

Even the royals, who had been watching with their mouths open, could only clap enthusiastically at the momentum.

It was the most splendid and sacred wedding and inauguration ceremony in the history of Ronta.

Due to this historic wedding, the Imperial Daily exceptionally produced a newspaper in the afternoon.

The newspaper, which had carried the title "The Historic or Political Union of the Saint and His Highness the Crown Prince" in the morning, started with the following title in the afternoon after the wedding:

"A Vow of Eternal Love for the Beautiful Crown Prince and Princess"

With a portrait of the Crown Prince and Princess passionately kissing each other, right in front of High Priest Teln who was wiping away his cold sweat in embarrassment.

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